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17,926 likes Lee_Minho These last few months have been great, I got my boyfriend back, he threw away his stash of cigarettes :,) and we're all best friends again.
H.Jisung: I love you guys :(
Dontcallmeyonbok: MY PLAN WORKED HEHEHEH
Smallbin: my dumbass boyfriend did something good for once :,)
HHyunjin : welcome back..I guess I'm sorry
Angrymin: he is sorry and if he's not he will be later today @ H.Jisung
H.Jisung: @ angrymin dOnt you dare drag me into your kinky shit
"Jisung?" He entered the apartment with shopping bags in his hand. "Are you home?"
"No!" He shouted.
"Ah I guess I'll eat this cheesecake all by myself the-"
"DID YOU SAY CHEESECAKE!!" Jisung came running through the door and into the kitchen, he grabbed two forks and ran towards Minho. "Give me the cheesecake"
Minho laughed before handing him a small box. Within minutes, the cheesecake was gone and Jisung was pouting again.
"Baby you have something on your face" Minho smiled.
"I'm a messy eater.." Jisung said.
"I know" he grabbed a tissue and started to wipe the corners of Jisung's lips. "There you go!"
"Thank you for the cheesecake!" Jisung thanked him.
"No problem" he cupped Jisung's face and smiled.
"What? Do I still have cake on my face?" He asked.
"No, you just look so perfect.." Minho tilted his head, slowly leaning in and closing his eyes, Jisung did the same as their lips connected.
For the first time in what felt like forever, Jisung felt butterflies in his stomach. Minho felt the same; the kiss was sweet and blissful.
Minho could still taste some of the cake Jisung had just eaten. Slowly, Jisung tangled his hands in Minho's hair, pulling it gently as they deepened each kiss.
Then Minho suddenly pulled away.
"I'm sorry Ji.." he said.
"No no it's okay I understand!" Jisung said. "Don't be sorry" he hugged the older boy. "It's alright"
"Cuddles?" Minho asked.
Jisung nodded as Minho let him wrap his arms around his waist. Jisung rested his head on Minho's shoulder and whispered sweet nothings into his ear.
